Upon viewing the final episode of BATTLESTAR GALACTICA, Siobhan and I bounced, jumped up and down, shrieked and finally sat down FOR LIKE AN HOUR to work our way through (but not) this ( convoluted script writing (as transcribed by Siobhan). )

Then there's ( this: )

loljobsearch

So I have to wait until Friday for the job interview at Princeton which sucks because 1) I have to WAIT all week and 2) I will be thinking about the pother candidates that filled the earlier spots in the week.

Remembering that I was once widdled down to 1 of 2 from a 200 person applicant pool for a job at Princeton that I was WAY less qualified for IS NOT HELPING.

Also, personal initiative to try my damndest NOT to talk about this constantly. Ian and Siobhan have had enough. This is the last *moan* post.

Friends

In other news, Siobhan and I are meeting at her house tomorrow in order to GO TO THE CITY TO WAIT ONLINE FOR 'THE DAILY SHOW'... ON ELECTION DAY! Holy crap I hope we get in because we will be waiting on line for like SIX HOURS. We need a little puzzle book or a deck of cards... anything. ANYTHING! TAILGATE CHAIRS!

Halloween

After years and years of lamenting the fact that I don't do anything fun on Halloween, I finally did fun shit on Halloween.

I went as a Sexy Gothic Librarian, HA! I figured it was easy and with this degree on the horizon, I might as well succumb to it with hilarity.


( Sexy Gothic Librarian (?) )


Jackie invited me to two parties on Friday, one family and one friends. I love seeing the Dacey Sisters and I got a rare look at the cousins I've heard so much about. I realize that Jackie's family is the only family I was ever "friends with" as opposed to just nodding at them when I walk through the house. I have also had the phone numbers of various aunts, sisters, and one grandmother in my phone, lol. This speaks more to how many places she's lived and how many times she's been without a phone, though, heh.

The friends party was on the Trent side of the tree, and a nice group they were indeed! Being at two homes of two relatively young couples once again put into focus some of my (relatively) short term goals and all I can think is: MORE PAINT.

Dracula's Ball WAS FUCKING AWESOME! I don't give a damn WHO'S there next time, I am fucking going. Well, I do care... but I didn't think I would when I kept saying it profusely on Saturday. Sonja and I got WASTED, WASTED WASTED WASTED. I actually passed out in her car on the way home which I never, ever do.

BUT HOLY CRAP IT WAS SO AWESOME! WE ARE DRUNK DANCING WHORES, no lie. I was found by the only nerd in the building, and please, please try to imagine people with various levels of Amazing Costumes and real, epic Goth-ness... and this one baggy-jeans-Star-Wars-shirt-nerd-guy who just APPEARED next to me to tell me I was cute. Yeah, only I would manage to have reason to ask "Do you watch Stargate or Battlestar Galactica?!" at the top of my lungs, in the Industrial room at Shampoo, not five minutes after some random chick got eaten out in mid air a few people over. Yeeeeeeeaaaaaah.

Just how awesome was our drunken dancing whore-ness? We totally got photographed:

( Shadow Dancing )

One of my greatest Valerie-Ian-Jackie memories is that photo of Jackie and Ian holding bongs and weed and giving a, 'Who, us?' look to the camera. That picture is gone forever (unless I took it with the disposable camera that's been floating around in my universe since 2004. If that's the case, it's probably gone forever.)

One of my OTHER greatest Valerie-Ian-Jackie memories is the one and only time I was ever in Jackie's mother's bedroom in Edison, when Jackie, Ian and I were watching Cream's Farewell Concert on DVD. I said something to Ian that changed his life:

"Dude. Ginger Baker looks like Van Gogh."




LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND WHILE GOOGLE IMAGING "GINGER BAKER BLIND FAITH"

WHAAAAAAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!



The artist.

This comes hours after finding a picture of a naked hermaphrodite while Google Imaging "archives"